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The plan was, when they found Xanaah Shi, to surveil her activities and decide when and where they were going to grab her. The team, for this mission consisted of Bill, La Feuvre, new guy Faro and Zaael. Faro was tasked with observing the factory. After a week of surveilling Faro noticed two stormtroopers outside the factory. They weren't there before, something changed. Zaael made the call to speed up the mission and grab Xanaah. On Zhellday, after she entered the factory at 0800... Zaael: Move, hide behind the pillars. Zaael: The tinheads are still here, as expected. We need to take them out. Faro, you go left, Bill, La Feuvre go right. I'll go through the middle to startle them. Faro: Yes sir. La Feuvre: Got it! Bill: Hehehe, right, let's blast them! Stormtrooper 1: So, why did we got stationed here again? Stormtrooper 2: No idea, nothing happens here. Zaael: Freeze! Stormtrooper 2: Wait, huh, no! You freeze! *Blasterfire* Bill: Slicing this door is peanuts! Zaael: Sure Bill, just hurry up. Zaael: It ends here Xanaah. Why are there stormtroopers stationed outside your factory? Xanaah: You will not get away with this! This will not go unnoticed... Zaael: We will get the information, one way or the other. Let's hurry up guys, before her Imperial friends or goons find out she's gone. Bill, you know what to do. Make it look like an accident. Bill: Hehehe, sure thing sir! --- C&C appreciated! Overview of the whole build and reference picture:
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*Your entry has earned 18 XP* The Tridents came down on Fondor. Pyerce's bold attack on the system brought Imperial sympathizers out of hiding, en masse. Non-human populations on planet were forced out of their jobs as by nativist Fondorian unions. Strike team ranks quickly swelled. Intel was readily available on the ground. Trident-class Assault Ships and Dwarf-Tridents were loaded and dropped in to disrupt the leadership of both Imperials and collaborating union leaders. The ensuing battle and liberation of Fondor was sure to be a warning to all those who would see the return of oppression and villainy against those who have tasted freedom. -
*Your entry has earned 7 XP* Part 1: The Sound in the Streets (Surface Battle) "Aboard the Peace and Quiet", by journalist Gutat Lupak. Pre-Battle Briefing from Data Master Bey’wan Pwua’Tua About the Ship: Meet the Crew! Additional Pictures for Judging Huge thanks to the other CFS players, who are a consistent source of feedback and good company. To be concluded in Part 3. -
*Your entry has earned 6 XP* Day 1 of CFS Intervention in the Pyerce Affair. When the Empire fell, not everyone was happy to see them go. Was Fondor one of them? Well, when the second Death Star exploded into tiny pieces, and people across the galaxy celebrated, Fondor’s security force put down the demonstrations as “disturbances of the peace.” So what do you think? Alright, I’ll be blunt: there are a lot of people on Fondor giddy at the thought of being ruled by the first Imperial Warlord that shows up on their doorstep. Pyerce fits the bill. While Pyerce’s Insurrection schmoozed the Fondor government, foot soldiers moved into the streets to quell any anti-Imperial sentiment. The slums, the old warzones, ruins and industrial areas. Y’know, places where people live. You can bet it was a shock for the locals to see those gleaming helmets again. Different, but not enough that it didn’t bring back bad memories. A couple of meetings behind closed doors and it’ll be like the last few years never happened. Most people on Fondor weren’t exactly happy about it, and they were keen to let the higher-ups know it. They took to the streets with banners and signs, while Stormtroopers played with their triggers and the pro-Imperial citizens tried to block their way. Things were getting testy. That’s where we come in. What’s the CFS doing on Fondor during a political coup? Well, not all of us have the patience to be farmers, as much as we love the spirit of the colonies. We get antsy if we’re not out doing something a little more direct to spread our beliefs. Core belief being displayed today? Tyranny sucks. Coordinating with local resistance, we launched strikes on government and Pyerce targets. Undermining surveillance, breaking up meetings, destroying outposts. “Why so much violence?” you ask, while I look at you like you’ve sprouted the head of a Gundark. “They’re just holding meetings, right?” I hate that we have to fight anyone. I hate that people believe the lies they hear and make the decisions they do. If only they could get a glimpse of colony life, maybe they’d change their minds. But we’re not in the colonies. We’re on a pro-Imperial world, where an Imperial warlord is goose-stepping into a power vacuum. Have you forgotten what the Empire was like? If we let this go too far, it’s not so easy to stop. Evil like the Empire—the kind that seems polite—thrives because people try to treat it with civility. Talk to me about civility when some crisp uniform is pulling you away from your family on suspicion of “rabblerousing”. Well, ordering some stormtrooper pull you away. They’d never actually do it themselves. I might have fleas, after all. We’ve got a small team, all of us from CFS Battle Group Andor, a tiny intelligence unit stationed aboard the market ship CFS Peace and Quiet. The fish-man is in charge: Captain Kelp, scariest Mon Calamari I’ve ever met. Bit crusty around the gills. He’s furious that there even are Pro-Imperial planets, much less that we have to step foot on one. I think he feels like these places are a lost cause, waste of time. Maybe the noise from the protests in the streets could convince him otherwise. Our tech guy is Rorgarr, a Wookie. I have a hunch his fur might be a lighter color than anyone’s ever actually seen—he’s perpetually stained with oil, so we’d never know. The furball and I get along; maybe because we’ve got a common ancestor somewhere. Sometimes he teaches me Shyriiwook (I’m getting there) and we discuss how we’re feeling about things. We see a lot. Feels good to open up, lean on someone you can trust. Makes you feel safer in the field, too. And me? I’m Fenree Kel. I’m not really much more than an extra gun and set of eyes, but leadership knows I’m committed. I’ve spent years throwing my life into the cause, first against the Emperor, now against whatever lowlife tries to repaint his banner. I’d give my life to keep these people free. I know that sounds idealistic—hokey, even—but I’ve stared down enough E-11s that I know it’s true. That used to scare me. Not anymore. Rorgarr helped me process some of that, that lovable sponge. As for the plan, it’s pretty simple: While the protestors clash with the Pro-Imps and Pyerce’s troops, we’re going to take down a listening post that’s tracking protest coordination and receiving communication from the orbital blockade. They won’t see us coming, and once it’s gone, they won’t see anything else coming either. Some wordplay, there. I’ve got a good bite, but my bark is surprisingly sophisticated, too. The tricky part is this: once we’ve loosened Pyerce’s grip planetside, there’s no reason they won’t blast the karf out of Fondor City. That’s where the timing comes in: the CFS Peace and Quiet is supposed to arrive by the end of the day with a few cruisers to engage Pyerce’s ships in orbit. They get here too late and we get bombed. Too early and the ground forces go into high alert, and protestors get shot. It’s a narrow window, but there’s no one I’d rather rely on than Admiral Yima. He’s a weird old guy, but he knows what he’s doing. Alright, focus up. Fighting for freedom here. Blow up the tower. Help the protestors. Fight Pyerce’s guys. Clear the path for the Auxillary fleet. __________________________ Build Pictures and Design Notes Big thanks to Goatman, Pombe, and bigmike for their contributions. Part 2 (Cat C): The CFS Peace and Quiet
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*Your entry has earned 14 XP* [Factions Ep. 6 - Cat A][L13 - Fondor - TT] Arrival on Fondor... The wind beats against the doors of the gunship. The descent is steep, the sky is dark and BRAVURA squad is holding fast. DT-R65 reveals the holomap. “Alright men, our objective is the assembly area found in sector 2.2. Our CO has taken the metal refinery. It is up to us to halt, and destroy the production facilities. We will enter the complex through the maintenance halls and make our assault from within the complex. DT-0567, and DT-0698, you will sabotage the aerial defense system. We cannot land with the dropship, but we can deploy by parachute.” “Sir, Why would we not use jetpacks?” interrupts DT-0567, known informally as Coda. “We will take questions after the briefing DT-0567.” replied DT-R65 harshly. He continues; “After Coda and Dolore have terminated the defensive systems, the petty guard staff Pyerce has on duty will be dealt with accordingly. We are to destroy all facilities in sector 2.2.3 and 2.2.4. The remaining facilities will be used to our advantage in the following siege. Now, are there any questions?” “My question still stands.” said Coda. “Yes of course.” replied DT-R65 “It is imperative we use manual gear, as jetpacks will give away our position. We have scramblers, but do not forget, Pyerces forces will be alert and looking for any suspicious activity! Is that clear trooper?” “Sir, yes sir!” answered Coda hastily. ... “ I must say, these troopers are quite lacking… in everything” said Coda. “So it would seem DT-0567” replied DT-R65. “May I ask you a personal question sir?” “No” answered DT-R65. “We are all imperial special forces here DT-0567. You know as well as I do, what each and every one of us has been through. Refrain from asking such questions in the future.” commanded DT-R65. DT-R65 continued; “DT-0567, A certain amount of restraint is required, if we are all to be free from the suffering that life will inevitably wash over us. That is why we must fight for what we believe is right. You must fight for what you believe in, Coda. Can you do that soldier?” inquired DT-R65. “Yes, sir” answered Coda. Dawn had risen, and BRAVURA squad was finishing off the last of Pyerces forces. Explosions echoed through the factory as the charges placed by Dolore and Coda were activated. DT-R65 and Coda admired the destruction they had created. The sky was red with fire, and the decks coated with dead bodies and fallen debris. Hell has entered Fondor, and nothing would quench the flames of this destruction, nor the flames burning within each member of the BRAVURA squad, burning with a rage and vengeance near unspeakable. No man would stop them. -
*Your entry has earned 12 XP* Battle over fondor by simulterious, on Flickr “I see the v-wings have done their job well. Have you ever seen a star destroyer burn, captain Neimor?” “No Lieutenant, have you?” “Shortly before the first Death star. I was serving on an Arquitens class, we were escorting a Tibana gas shipment together with the Ascendant. Some pirates attacked the shipment, and one of their ships accidentally collided with the cargo ship. The Ascendant was caught in the blast, and when it came in contact it cracked like an eggshell. “ “Were you able to rescue the crew?” “There were no survivors, Sir.” Captain Neimor paused in thought, as he tried to imagine how many graves the crew of a star destroyer could fill up. “Well, this certainly isn’t the work of pirates, is it?” “No Sir, this is the work of justice.” In the Triumvirate - treacherous thoughts, private or not, were forbidden. Still, Gaius Neimor could not help but notice how cruel this justice was. Boarding parties now approached the disabled ship, meeting no resistance. Fondor’s shipyards were exceedingly valuable, and this victory takes them one step closer to securing them. Behind the scenes
